You call this a shield?

"What did you do?"

Stike narrowed his eyes: "Although Ikes is not a good boy, she won't kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"He stole my purse."

Ikes slowly unfolded her cloak, only to see that the rope around her waist that used to tie the purse had only one end that was blowing in the wind.

The red name doesn't even include theft?Isn't this judged as an enemy or hostile?No, not right!The red name should not be such a simple judgment mechanism. After all, sometimes some enemies have already marked him red before they found him.

Sheld stood in front of the young man and squatted down. Until this time, the white dot on the map panel turned red after the young man who was struggling under Stike's feet saw Sheld.

"The hostility had nothing to do with me at first, so it was not judged as a red dot."

"There is another kind. The other party may know me as a person, so they have hostility in advance, even if the other party does not see me as a person."

"And, the other party is hostile to everyone and attacks indiscriminately, such as monsters..."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Sheld just squatted down and began to record in a small notebook.

Hostility towards teammates may also not be included in the red dot range. After all, the system does not seem to have a strict definition of teammates, nor does it have a strict teammate module.

"Send it to the guard."

After finishing writing, Shield stood up and directed.

"Get something out."

Stick kicked the young man hard again: "It hurts so much to save this kind of scum."

Neveu went forward and searched the young man's body, and immediately found seven or eight money bags.After throwing it on the ground, there was a commotion in the crowd.

Everyone subconsciously touched their waists, and several men and women rushed out, exposing the lanyards around their waists, and roared angrily: "This damn thief! He stole my money!"

"Damn, almost let him run away!"

"Thank you for your help!"

"I didn't find out just now! Hack him!"

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The second volume is surging: Chapter 196 Chapter 90 The Alchemist

"Whether or not to hack him to death, don't let me make the decision, let the laws of this city, the laws of the empire decide."

Shield said this by no means because he was soft-hearted and wanted to get some kindness from a woman.

But in order not to cause some unnecessary trouble.

You must know that using private law in other people's cities is tantamount to provoking the city lord.If you don't want to be targeted here, or if you don't want to be tripped up secretly, then you'd better follow the rules.

Sheld wants to avoid these as much as possible and focus on his own affairs - saving the world is already very tiring, so don't be occupied by official fights, business fights and the like.

They are adventurers!

"Tie him up."

Sheld threw the rope, allowing Neveu to tie up the thief.

"Of course, if you want to kill him, that's your business."

After saying this, no one continued to yell, but they all continued to curse. Everyone is not a fool, and they don't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

In particular, everyone is not too "hard".

Look at the clothes, everyone is a low-level person.

"A bunch of cowards!"

Sheld cursed secretly, then took all the girls and left without looking back, waiting for the guards to come and have to make records, trouble!

Anyway, these victims would definitely not watch the thief run away.

They have other more important things to do.

Soon, Shield drove the carriage to the only office of the Golden Gear Chamber of Commerce in Owendo City.

It is probably because Owendor City is not safe as a front line, so the Golden Gear Chamber of Commerce does not want to invest too much assets, or because Owendor City is too small. If the Golden Gear Chamber of Commerce is too small for a city of this size, Too luxurious will appear out of place, too ostentatious.

In short, the chamber of commerce here is the most shabby one Sheard has ever seen—two broken tables, a few broken chairs, and no extra lamps. There is only one lamp for each table, and no more.

The extra space at the back is all used to store wooden boxes and barrels, and I don't know what is inside.

There is only one bald middle-aged man dozing off in the office, and there is no one else.

This situation really made Sheld feel ashamed.

"Golden Gear Chamber of Commerce... We did not go wrong, right? It's not a copper gear, silver gear or something like that?"

Sheld also deliberately went out to look at the signboard again, and after repeated confirmation, he slowly walked into the chamber of commerce office, knocked his knuckles on the table of the chamber of commerce, and coughed twice.

"Cough cough..."

"Huh? Ah?" The middle-aged bald head stood up from his seat in a panic, and screamed in a daze: "Thief!!"

"As long as we are thieves, you will never have a chance to wake up."

Sheld sat down opposite the bald middle-aged man.

And after experiencing a sudden shock, the bald middle-aged man slowly came to his senses: "You...you are...?"

"Snapped!"

Shield slapped a badge on the table.

The bald middle-aged man moved his body, and lay half of his waist on the table staring at the badge. After reading it several times, he trembled all over: "Are you distinguished guests from the headquarters?!"

"I don't know that the distinguished guest is coming, so I am far away to welcome you!"

The balding middle-aged man quickly stood up and brought down the stool behind him. He wanted to leave in a hurry, shouting: "Malfoy! Malfoy! You lazy toothed badger! Where are you going! Come on!" Come and pour a cup of good tea for the honored guest!"

"Tea?"

Sheld's attention was immediately attracted. It's not that he likes to drink tea, it's just that this thing, this word, was mentioned for the first time in another world.

"Of course, of course! We still have some goods here. If you like, I can bring you some more. These are rare goods. Even elves, most of them can't drink!"

The balding middle-aged man nodded and bowed his waist and said, "Ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping" came from the big boxes behind him. It was obvious that someone was slacking off and was in a hurry after being woken up.

"I don't know what's the matter with a distinguished guest visiting our Owendo branch? Are you getting a salary? I'm sorry... As you can see, the branch is really..."

Just no money!This distressed expression and the surrounding environment already showed everything. Although gold coins are also very important, Shield didn't come here for this today.

He is more interested in that the elves still drink tea?

Shield looked at Neveu, then at Stickle.

Well, they are all poor ghosts, so they probably won't have the chance to drink.

"You probably thought of something impolite." Stike felt the change very keenly, and the end of the staff lightly tapped the wooden floor: "I've drank this kind of thing, he's very good at 'Nanna' Perception plays a role."

To put it bluntly, it is refreshing.

"You can drink a cup of tea, but you don't dare to be a distinguished guest."

Sheld was sitting on a chair with his feet upright, and wanted to lean back and make a tactical receding action, but the chair was a bit too tattered, and the creaking sound made him sit up straight again in an instant.

Changing to a less jumpy posture to ease the embarrassment just now, Sheld coughed twice, and said slowly: "I didn't come here to get such a small amount of money."

How about some money?

Hearing this, the bald middle-aged man twitched. If you think the money is too little, you can give it to him!Ten gold coins a month is enough for him to raise several good-looking mistresses, but...

His small eyes glanced at Stike and the others behind Shield—hey, they don't keep mistresses, and the female guards are all of high quality!

"Then you are here?"

It can't be inspection work, can it?

Although with this badge, it is true that you can make suggestions to the chamber of commerce and supervise the chamber of commerce, but who would come to such a crappy place as Owendo without any problems?Everyone just wants to scrape some oil and water, even if they go to Shenguang City, which is a little closer to the center?

The balding middle-aged man didn't know that Shenguang City had already been scraped by Sheld and his party.

"Look at the carriage outside, is it from your chamber of commerce?"

"carriage?"

The balding middle-aged man walked past Sheld hurriedly with a figure-of-eight gait, and the heavy body odor made Sheld pinch his nose involuntarily.

"This is..." The bald middle-aged man trembled again when he saw the carriage, "Is this Master Bofor's car? Master Bofor is here too?"

"Master Beaufort?"

Sheld walked behind the bald middle-aged man, and patted his shoulder: "The master Bofor you mentioned probably didn't come. This carriage is empty. Can you tell me who this master Bofor is?"

"Master Bofor? He is one of the shareholders of the chamber of commerce, the third shareholder, don't you know?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it."

Shield shook his head. To him, the Golden Gear Chamber of Commerce is a place to prostitute gold coins. It belongs to the function of signing in to receive rewards in the game. Who cares how many shareholders are in the organization responsible for sending you sign-in rewards?

"Then do you know where Master Bofu is?"

"How can I know, I'm just the person in charge of a small branch...Maybe you can go to a big city to try your luck, there are so many residences for shareholders, maybe you can just take a vacation there, and the shareholder office at the headquarters has never been visited by anyone."

"Then do you know Biron?"

"Biron?"

The balding middle-aged man raised his head and thought for a while: "I seem to have heard of it somewhere?"

"What about adding this?"

Sheld took out the silver necklace that was tied under the carriage from the storage compartment: "Maybe these remind you of something?"

"This is... ah! I know!"

The balding middle-aged man slapped his thigh, and his fat thigh shook twice: "You mean the alchemist who followed Master Bofor?"

"No, I don't know if he's an alchemist."

Shield asked casually, "You said he was with Master Bofor? What's their relationship?"

"Of course it's a master-servant relationship. The alchemist works for Master Bofor—but to be honest, I don't know if that person's name is Biron. I just saw this necklace, which the alchemist wore around his neck before. Listen It was said that it was made of pure dragon silver, and we discussed it at the time..."

"very good."

Shield withdrew the necklace.

If luck is not too bad, the alchemist can basically lock on to Biron, and his notebook is likely to be an alchemy notebook, but I don't know what is special about it as a mission target?

———Author’s words———

If you have better paintings, you can send them to me privately. The artist tried his best. He is not very good at Furui, so please show mercy.

(Mainly because we have no money x) QQ Group Yiliuba ②①77yi⑥

Volume 197 Rising Storms: Chapter 91 Chapter [-] Black Market Intelligence

"The black market in Owendo is much better than it looks from the outside."

Saying this in the underground cave connected to the underground wine cellar of this tavern, it is by no means that Dalt has lost his mind or his eyes are broken, but the way of comparison is different.

In Dalt's view, the black market here is more developed than that of some big cities, so this black market should match better cities-in other words, the size of Owendo City is not worthy of this black market.

In the winding cave, many walls have been carved out of a small recessed compartment, and many people use this as a shop.

There is no rent or management for these things, and there is a first-come-first-served basis.

But one thing, it must not be robbery. This is against the rules of the black market. No one can use force in the black market.

The emergence of this rule is not because there are any powerful figures in the black market, but because so far in this world, there is really no strong man who can sweep thousands of people by himself. Even the giant dragon will appear in many legends Injured by the siege of adventurers.

Unauthorized automatic fighters will raise a sum of money from the black market as a bonus to pay for killing the target. This is closely related to everyone's interests, so everyone is very cooperative.

No one wants to try it and be blacklisted by the black market, and everyone will be punished.

As for God, this is hard to say.

No one has really seen the power of God, but there are traces of God everywhere.

It's one thing to be able to beat them, but another to be able to meet them.

"Quality slaves! Elves! Humans! Even dwarves...everything!"